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Mr Bolt gets hot under the collar

Jonathan Green — Mon, 02 Feb 2009 05:03:59 +0000

And then, late last week in a moment of suddenly honest heat-induced clarity, Andrew Bolt revealed all:

EXCUSE me if I sound cross. Didn’t get much sleep, after the power to my home and air-conditioner – was cut three times.Oops. Make that now four.

And last night I counted all the plants I lost because the Government can’t get me enough water, either.

Thirteen so far, actually, plus the two lawns. Not to mention the grass of the park down the end of our street.

No power, little water and the radio just now was warning that dozens more trains were being cancelled, too.

So, yes, I’m tired and cranky. But aren’t you also angry – enraged – that our great city has been brought so low by such mammoth incompetence?

Fact is, Victoria is now paying the price for being too green, blind and thick to build basic stuff for a population we let grow far too fast.

Melburnians in particular this week suffered for it.

And there it is: it’s too hot in my house and my plants are dying. Entire river systems must pay for this.

Morning commute playlist 17.12.08

Jonathan Green — Tue, 16 Dec 2008 21:56:10 +0000

A soggy commute this morning made noisome by someone’s merry christmas decision to cull three carriages from the 7.25 to Flinders Street. The windows steamed.

But then old friend ipod took charge.

We had Emma Kirkby:

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Then Gillian Welch (awful non-video):

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And then … sorry a bit about this … something of an old Simple Minds favorite:

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Which was almost enough to take the taste of Andrew Bolt out of my mouth.

Australia waiting for its Bolting

Jonathan Green — Tue, 02 Dec 2008 04:06:27 +0000

I’m excited …. word has it that tomorrow – Wednesday – Andrew “The Xenophobic Battler’s Clever Friend’ Bolt will at last deliver his long-hand verdict on Baz Luhrmann’s Australia.

It’s no plot spolier to say that the film deals at length with the whole stolen generations thing, giving sympathetic flesh to something that was undoubdtedly a multi-generational agony, but remains a pretty abstract notion for most white Australians.

One assumes that Bolt may be somewhat constrained in just what he can say about one of Rupert’s films … maybe not. We look forward to seeing. He’s blogged on it, repeating his rote stolen generation – ‘just name 10 children’ - cant. What an angry little man he is. What a bundle of raw and reddened nerves.

And how the gaggle lap it up, sensing a kindred spirit, taking consolation that the barely articulated, suppurating poison that runs in their veins – just spend 10 minutes wallowing through the comment strings on his blog – is shared by someone so public, so literate, so serious.